my doctor says i need to cut down on my caffeine intake. i say that's just silly.
In a college town, where the students are spoiled,
where the rich patrons wander in and out,
I found my solace ...
living in the fingers of a hot blonde cellist dyke
working at the local coffee shop.
I order my coffee with cream in a ceramic cup.
Sitting in the corner, pretending to check my email,
stealing glances at the girl on bar,
devising new uses for the honey on the condiment tray,
soaking myself as I imagine the barista topping me off.
I order a refill ... in a to-go cup.
I watch you leave, follow you home.
You hang your keys by the door, wander into your room,
and present yourself to a woman waiting naked beneath your mocha sheets.
She watches you undress, sucks the dirt from your fingertips.
Looking up at you she moves her fingers back and forth,
first into your c**t and then sinking them greedily back into her own.
Your head tips back as her mouth covers your espresso-bean c**t.
Through the open window I watch your n*****s perk,
hear you moan.
You start to say something about a shower but then trail ...
I stifle my own cries as I voyeur outside your window sill.
The travel cup is holding it’s own waiting at my heel,
my right hand is brewing a mounting storm.
I time my peak to match your satisfied scream,
collapsing in ecstasy against your outer bedroom wall.
I leave the coffee cup.
You call me in the morning,
sending shivers up my spine as you slyly ask,
“What, no tip?”
Wow! Now I have a new reason to love coffee! This heated me up more than my first morning cup! Let's see, I think my favorite part was here:
"Sitting in the corner, pretending to check my email,
stealing glances at the girl on bar,
devising new uses for the honey on the condiment tray,
soaking myself as I imagine the barista topping me off."
That was fantastic. The ending was a punch right in the middle of the work. Great word choice! You never know what people are thinking around you! Lol!
"The travel cup is holding it's own waiting at my heel,
my right hand is brewing a mounting storm."
That's a really hot line for a coffee lover. Wow.
I think I'm going to the coffee shop now! Keep up the tasty work! I'm a big fan!
This stirs to life such dark satin visions of lust and passion breathing out over the night. Erotic fires keep each line alive with a steaming cup of paradise awaiting all of us voyeurs of your poetic mastery.
My coffee experiences are quite boring. This poem is very good. How many fantasies are tossed around a coffee shop? Story and description was very good. I love my coffee. Keep me alive. A outstanding poem.
Coyote
Interesting piece. I think you have an error someplace in "stealing glances at the girl on bar" - should this be 'at the bar' perhaps?
From the perspective of a voyeur, it doesn't seem possible that one could see everything indicated from one window. Might I suggest changing "You hang your keys by the door, wander into your room," to "You hang your keys by the door, wander across your large, single room,"? Then seeing all you suggest would be more plausible.
Wow! Now I have a new reason to love coffee! This heated me up more than my first morning cup! Let's see, I think my favorite part was here:
"Sitting in the corner, pretending to check my email,
stealing glances at the girl on bar,
devising new uses for the honey on the condiment tray,
soaking myself as I imagine the barista topping me off."
That was fantastic. The ending was a punch right in the middle of the work. Great word choice! You never know what people are thinking around you! Lol!
"The travel cup is holding it's own waiting at my heel,
my right hand is brewing a mounting storm."
That's a really hot line for a coffee lover. Wow.
I think I'm going to the coffee shop now! Keep up the tasty work! I'm a big fan!
I grabbed this from Nicole's page (my fellow Gemini), too appropriate!
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